Stephanie skipped to the next classroom in a daze. Her face was flushed with delight as she still felt her body tingling and clit pulsing from the orgasm she'd just experienced. She was so caught up in the moment that she ended up running straight into Jerry. Jerry was the typical school jock, with muscles, good looks and clique of followers.
Unlike the stereotypical jock, however, he was really kind and friendly. He held onto Stephanie's shoulders as he looked down at her with his stunning blue eyes and smiled his crooked smile, "Careful," he said lightheartedly, "you look like you've got your head in the clouds this morning."
Stephanie smiled back up at him and felt her flush deepen as she replied, "I guess that must make you an angel looking down at me." They both stared for a moment then broke into laughter as he replied, "Ugh way to make me cringe early in the morning."
They started to walk away from each other when he stopped and said over his shoulder, "Summer must've been great to you, you look amazing Stephanie. We should hang out sometime." Stephanie smiled again and nodded then turned to leave.
"Woah," she thought to herself, "Jerry has never really paid much attention to me before. I guess my newfound confidence has really done some good."
In her first class of the day, AP Chemistry, Stephanie sat alone at her lab desk, replaying the morning with Mr. Murray over and over in her mind. A sudden tap on her desk brought her back to the moment, and she looked up to see Mrs. Mulligan standing haughtily over her. Mrs. Mulligan was around 40 years old, Stephanie guessed, but her body was still pretty amazing.
She was about 5'8 and her height added to her commanding and authoritative presence. She had a slender waist offset by a shapely bossom - about a C cup - and a firm well exercised bottom. At that moment she looked down at Stephanie with annoyance twinged in her green eyes as she pushed her cascading red locks behind her ear and said with a hint of impatience.
"Stephanie. Are you listening at all? We are going around the room explaining the summer chemistry project each of you was expected to do in order to be in this class."
Stephanie felt her face grow pale as she realized that in her lusty summer, she'd completely forgotten about the project. Stephanie stammered as she tried to come up with an excuse on the spot, "I-I-I...I'm so sorry...it was a hectic summer...I forgot."
Her eyes began to fill with tears as she realized that she'd probably be kicked out of this class and have to take a more remedial science - which meant no AP credits and a hit against her hopes of getting scholarships.
Mrs. Mulligan seemed unaffected by the girls tears as she smacked the table again with her yardstick and said curtly, "See me after class."
The rest of the class passed by in a blur as the aftereffects from that mornings escapade quickly wore off. She knew she was screwed and that Mrs. Mulligan was probably making her stay after class to have transfer paperwork signed and then send her on her way.
When the bell finally rang, Stephanie remained at her seat until the final student left. When everyone but her and Mrs. Mulligan were gone, she stood up and walked over to the teacher who was currently writing notes on the board.
Stephanie tapped lightly on her teacher's shoulder and Mrs. Mulligan swung around to look at who was disturbing her.
"Ah, my little lazy student. One moment."
She turned back around to finish writing her notes then headed for the classroom door and closed it.
When Mrs. Mulligan turned back around the previous looks of annoyance were all gone and what replaced it made Stephanie's mouth open in surprise - a strong authority still remained, but in addition to that there was an unbridled lust that scorched through the young girl. Mrs. Mulligan walked over to her desk and picked up her yardstick then walked over to Stephanie.
"Oh sweet, sweet Stephanie," she said oozing seduction, "I know what you did with Mr. Murray." Stephanie gasped, not fully believing. "Hard to believe? Well, let's just say next time you two should make sure you don't have an audience."
Stephanie felt herself growing fearful, she'd never meant for things to go that far with Mr. Murray - not that she'd minded, and had hoped for more later - but she didn't think she'd be getting him or herself in any trouble. Mrs. Mulligan smirked as she watched the 18-year-old squirm, "And then, you have the gall to show up in MY classroom completely unprepared. Really, I should just march you to the principals office right now and tell them what you've done and what you haven't done."
Stephanie's eyes widened with fear and she immediately began to beg, "Please Mrs. Mulligan! I swear I will make up for the work and that was the first time something like that has ever happened with Mr. Murray! We didn't even touch each other. Please don't tell anyone, I'm begging you, please!"
Mrs. Mulligan looked at Stephanie with a new glint in her eyes, knowing she had her right where she wanted her, "I'd love to help you Stephanie, but I just don't know..."
"I'll do anything!" Stephanie exclaimed and Mrs. Mulligan's smile broadened, "Anything?"
"Yes...anything." Stephanie felt herself getting tingly as she watched Mrs. Mulligan look over her like a hungry lioness who was about to pounce on its prey.
"Excellent. I know you have free study next period, and that aligns perfectly with my open period. So why don't you become my student aide. You can help me with things around the classroom."